I tell myself to sit down
As I’m walking towards the phone.
I tell myself to put it down
As I punch his number upon the keys.
I tell myself to hang up the phone
As he seems to form the word “hello”.
I tell myself to say “I’m fine”
As I feel the tears roll down my cheek.
I tell myself to convince him otherwise
As he proceeds to ask “What’s wrong?”.
I tell myself that he’s moved on
When he speaks the words “I miss you.”
I tell myself to form the word “Goodbye”
As I say his dreaded words right back.
I tell myself he means to harm
As my heart chimes in…
“give him one last chance”
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